Taing Jessica

This is a work of fiction, and all participants in sexual activities are 18 or older

I'm a 54 year old widower and empty nester. I lost my wife of 20 years to covid during the pandemic. My son 22 had followed my, my father's and his father's foot steps and was serving as a USAF Security Forces member in the UK, and my daughter 19 was finishing up her sophomore year of college. So I live alone in a large 4 bedroom house.

My wife and I had been nudists from the start of our marriage and raised our children that way. When our son hit puberty, she asked me if it would be fine that when he turned 18, she took his virginity, and I agreed but only if our son agreed and that I could take our daughter's if she agreed when she hit 18. So when my daughter entered puberty, my wife sat her down and gave her "The birds & the bees" talk. Afterward, my wife and daughter agreed upon a few things.

1. If she had any questions to come to her and ask.

2. She could date boys, maybe even kiss them, but they had to first come to the house and pass her father's muster.

3. Most importantly, her virginity belonged to her father, and he was going to collect it on her 18th birthday.

~~~~~~~~~~

June 2021

It was a few days before my daughter's 18th birthday, and I'd made arrangements for everyone to meet at her favorite restaurant the Saturday night before her birthday on Sunday. I desperately wished that my wife was with us to help her, but I'd lost her to the covid the year before. So I had to plan everything.

Saturday rolls around. I get up a bit late (7:00 instead of 5:30). Fix breakfast and go knock on my daughter's door and said "Good morning baby girl, breakfast is ready.

She came out of her room beaming and says excitedly, "Tomorrow's the big day, daddy," hugs me and kisses my cheek.

We walked hand in hand, Daddy and his little girl to the dining room table and eat our breakfast. "Jessica, I have to run a few errands before your party tonight. Here's some cash for you to go have a spa day. I'd suggest that you get a mani pedi, and your hair done. You can also get anything else that she can think of that you'll need."

She then said "Thanks dad," and, after breakfast, goes to call her friends and cousin (Stacy) and asks them all if they want to go have a spa day, and most of them say yes.

Once my daughter is on her way, get dressed and head up to the mall in Asheville. As I'm walking to Victoria's Secret, I text her and ask what color of nail polish she is getting, and she texts back one hand half done in a deep ruby red color. I thank her for her input, but she texts back why, and I reply, "Reason." At Victoria's Secret, I pick out two sexy sets of lingerie that compliment her nails with the help of the sales staff. One just a bra & panties and the other a bra, panties, garter, stocking set with a matching robe. I get two pairs of open toed high heels, one a more conservative pair to match the first set, the other a pair of "stripper" stilettos to match the second set. I go buy her a nice dress to also match the first set. I stopped for a haircut, and to get a new sports jacket, pants, shirt & shoes to also compliment her dress. My final stop was by a wine shop to buy a couple of bottles of a nice sweet fruity red wine (honestly, wine was never my thing, and I bought what I liked).

On the way home, I stopped at a car wash and washed the filthy beast that I called my truck. Once home, I hide the wine, the stripper heels, and the second negligee set in my closet and wait for my daughter's return with everything else boxed or bagged up for her on the table.

When she returned, she models her nails, both fingers and toes, and her new hair do. Her makeup had already been applied her lips were the same deep ruby red as her nails. She was wearing eye shadow, mascara, and eye liner. I then asked "Will you be able to refresh her makeup?"

She jiggled a little bag and said, "Of course I can Daddy."

I sweep my hand over to the table, indicating her presents waiting for her, and say, "Happy birthday, baby girl."

She then went over to open everything up. Sge then said, "I love it all daddy." When she opened snd looked at the lingerie set she said, "Naughty daddy, not until tomorrow."

i then responded with "That's for the party tonight, honey."

"Okay," she said, "that makes sense." She then gathered up her "loot" and headed to her bedroom to get changed, and I went to my room to do the same.

When she came out of her room, she was absolutely stunning. Her new dress accentuated the 34D/25/34 curves of her 5' 9" 123 lbs frame. I pulled out my cell phone and snapped her picture. I then said, Jessica, you look absolutely gorgeous in that outfit."

"You think," she asked, before doing a little twirl. She then looked at me and said, "Damn dad, you're handsome too."

"Thanks hun" I responded and put my elbow out for her to grab, which she did. That evening, I opened every door for my little princess and helped her get into and out of my truck each time. We had a wonderful dinner with her friends and our family, and she was immensely embarrassed when the wait staff brought out her birthday cake and sang their birthday song to her.

After dinner, as I drove us home i talked with her. "Jessica, honey," I started, "tomorrow is a big day. You can back out of what's been planned at anytime that you want. I'll understand if you do."

"Oh no, daddy," she said. "I've been looking forward to this for so long."

"Jessica honey," i started again, "If you really want to go through with this, when we get home that you should go straight to bed."

"What about my part of tomorrow," she asked?

"Don't worry about tomorrow," I said. "I'll take care of it when the time is right all that you need worry about is showing up at the right time and enjoying yourself."

At the house, once I parked, I got out, ran around the truck, opened her door, and helped her down. As I did, she kissed me lovingly on the lips and said, "Thanks for the clothes and for the wonderful evening daddy."

I responded by saying, "You're welcome sweetheart," as I walked her to the door.

As I opened it she looked at me with tears in her eyes "Thanks dad I just wish that mom was here to see how wonderful a man you are," as she went broke down and cried.

I embraced her, pulling her face into my chest, and patted her back, trying to comfort her. When she stopped crying, I stepped back and looked at her, bringing her chin up with the fore & middle finger of one hand and said "Your mother knew what kind of man I was, Jess. Why do you think she married me?" And she laughed. I love you Jessica, now i think that its bed time for you."

She then smiled and headed ofd to bed.

~~~~~~~~~~~

As my daughter (17F at the time her, 18th birthday was the next day) went to bed, I started getting ready for the morrow. I first refilled my big water pitcher in the kitchen & retrieved 2 wine glasses and a wine bottle opener from the cabinet. I had been drinking water as if it had been going out of style since Friday afternoon, trying to make sure that I was well enough hydrated to complete my tasks on my daughter's special day. I got out her other presents, the complete negligee set, matching "stripper" heels, and wine. I put the wine in the "hotel/dorm room" refrigerator in my room. I broke out the candles and silk sheets that my wife bought for her daughter's 18th birthday the last year before she got sick. And a nice 18th birthday card that I'd bought my daughter a week ago.

I wrote in the card:

My dear daughter,

Today, you become a woman.

I shall take from you the last of your childhood. However, in return, I shall gift "Daddy's little girl" a token of womanhood so that she may "Smell like mommy for daddy."

Know this, you are now, always have been, and always shall be "Daddy's little girl."

My love for you shall never diminish.

Love Dad

Ps. I told you that what was on the table was for last night. Put these on and come to my room at 8:00 sharp. Don't knock, the door's open, and I'm expecting you

I finally refilled the pitcher and then went to bed. Having consumed several gallons of water the previous day and a half, I had to get up several times to use the bathroom. On one such trip very early in the morning (12:00 something), I eased through the house and deposited my other presents by my daughter's door. Making sure that the card was on top under the last bottle of her mother's favorite perfume that I had (because as a little girl, she always wanted to "smell like mommy for daddy"). I then went back to bed.

I awoke at my usual 5:30, I straightened my room and replaced the bed sheets with the silk sheets and set the candles up around the room but waited until to the last minute to light. While I washed the old sheets, I fixed a continental breakfast. I staged it on her mother's desk in my room with an opened bottle of chilled wine and the two wine glasses. I shaved, took a shower, put on some cologne, and waited for 8:00 in an easy chair in my room.

~~~~~~~~~

8:00 Jessica's 18th birthday

My bedroom door slowly opens, the motion of the opening sucking the air behind Jessica forward and into the room. The intoxicating scent of her mother's perfume expertly placed upon her nubile young body awakens my manhood. She stood there for a moment, and I took in the sight of my 18 year old daughter wearing the negligee set that I'd picked out for her. I noticed that she'd left the robe open, allowing me to see how well the bra, panties, garter, and stockings all accentuated the 34D/25/34 curves of her 5' 9" 123 lbs frame. She looked better than the dress of the night before, so I pulled out my cell phone and snapped her picture again. Her makeup fit the color to a "T." I'd thought that she was stunning the night before, but the way that she looked at that moment could only be described as heavenly.

I watched as she sexily walked into the room. When she was about a third way into the room, I stood up, looked at her, and said, "You look absolutely ravishing, dear."

To which she responded, "Do you promise daddy? "

"Do I promise to what, Jessica, I asked?

"Do you promise to ravish me daddy," she asked striking a seductive pose?

I smiled, said l, "Yes I do, promise to ravish you Jessica."

I turned to the breakfast bar hearing her say, "Oooh. Daddy," in a sultry voice.

I retrieved the wine glass and poured us both half a glass. I handed one to her, and she looked at it quizzically. "My dear, as your father, I approve of your having a bit of wine on special occasions, and this my dear daughter is such an occasion." I clicked my glass to hers and toasted "to your childhood, may you forever remember it, and how you lost it with happiness and joy." And we each took a sip.

I then took the glass from her and, in the process, smelled her wrist and the drop of her mother's perfume there. I placed both on the desk, turned back to her, and stepped into her, and we embraced. The "stripper" heels that she was wearing put her 5' 9" frame eye to eye with my 6' 2" frame. I could feel the silky material of her lingerie against my skin. It and the smell of the perfume on her neck and throat drove me wild. I looked her in the eyes and said, "I love you, my baby girl," and kissed her.

The kiss while still loving it wasn't like the night before. There was more lust and want in it. I moved from her lip to her ears, neck, and throat. Between kisses she said, "I love you too daddy."

I stood there, holding my daughter close to my chest. I held my left hand firmly on the small of her back and my right between her shoulder blades and right on top of her bra clasp. I was kissing, biting, and tonguing her lips, ears, neck, and throat.

When I kissed her lips, she moaned into my kiss. When my mouth was elsewhere, she'd say, "Oh daddy," "I like that daddy," "Oh god, daddy, I'm so wet."

While I could do to her just about anything that I wanted, at that moment, I just wanted to keep kissing and holding her. In the back of my mind was a tiny little voice that sounded like my late wife, and it said, "Take your time with her dear, you have all day."

As I held and kissed her, I wanted to show her what a good man, a patient man, a loving man would do for her. I wanted her to know the love that a "REAL" man would show her. Show her the kind of man that her mother wanted and had. Somewhere in the back of my mind whispered that same little voice of my late wife, "That's it dear, ruin her for any other man, spoil her to the point that no other man can compare to you."

I don't know how long we kissed. "Daddy... Oh god, daddy," she finally said, panting, "I'm so wet, daddy... I can feel my juices running down my thighs, Daddy... Please, Daddy, can we do it now?"

Looking her in the eye, " We've a long way to go, baby girl, and all day to do it." At that point, I pinched her bra clasp and released her beautiful breasts. I brought both hands up to her shoulders and dropped her robe off of them, and pulled her bra off as well.

I took a step back, still holding her bra, and took in the beautiful sight of her breasts. Granted, I'd seen them every day for her whole life, but at that moment, it was like I was seeing them for the first time. They were perfect "D" cups with 2-3" diameter medium tan areolas and very erect nipples."Baby girl, your breasts are absolutely gorgeous," I said.

"Thanks, Daddy."

I stepped back in embrace and kissed her because I wanted to feel those beautiful bare breasts against my bare chest.

That time, we French kissed when I broke the kiss, I took her by the hand and led her to the bed. I looked her in the eyes and said, "Jessica, I want you to sit on the edge of the bed and lay back." Before I went any further, I pulled out my cell phone and snapped her picture for a third time.

"Daddy, why do you keep taking my picture," she asked.

I looked at her, smiled at her, and asked, "Where is your phone, Jess?"

"In my room, Daddy."

"Good, girl Jess," I said as I scrolled through my photo albums, until I found the one that I was looking for, and sent it to her phone, "The answer is currently in your in box Jess, and you can find out later today."

I then laid next to her and started kissing her again. After a while, I started kissing my way down her body, stopping first to kiss, suck, nibble on, and play with her delightful breasts and nipples. As I did, I both smelled and tasted a drop of perfume between her wonderful breasts. It was intensely pleasant for me to listen to her moans and the occasional "Please daddy, im soaking wet down there," "Please daddy, I'm really ready daddy" as I orally worshiped her breasts.

Wherever I wasn't kissing, licking, or sucking on her breasts I'd look up at her and say in response to her pleading "I don't think that daddy's little girl is ready yet," "That's not part of the plan yet honey," "have I told you how beautiful you are this morning baby girl?"

When I thought I'd spent enough time on her gorgeous breasts, I started kissing my further south. She realized where I was going and she sat up and said, "Oh no, daddy, you don't need to do that," she said, touching the crotch of her panties with three fingers of her right hand. "I'm so fucking wet right now, daddy" she continued retrieving a dollop of her feminine juices and bringing it up for me to see.

I gently took her hand and placed the wet fingers in my mouth, and tasted my daughter for the very first time. "You're absolutely delicious, baby girl, I'm definitely on the right track."

"You think so, Daddy," she asked?

I smiled at her as I reached down and touched her virgin pussy for the first time, and got a bit of her cream on my fingers, "Taste it for yourself," as I put those fingers in her open mouth.

"Oh god, Daddy, I do taste good."

I kissed my way down her abdomen to her navel and started tonguing it and her piercing there. She just looked down at me and just moaned. I didn't spend a lot of time playing with her navel piercing before I worked my way down to her sopping wet virgin pussy.

I got off of the bed and knelt on the floor between her knees. I reached up and grabbed the waist band of her panties and started pulling them off of her hips. She instinctively raised her hips to allow me to remove them. I eased them down her thighs and off of her calves and feet. I put them to my nose and inhaled the musky scent of my daughter's virgin pussy. They were so wet that a crazy idea occurred to me. "Jess baby, watch this," and I tilted my head back, opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and wrung out her panties in my mouth.

"Oh my God daddy that was so fucking hot," she said, "Please eat my pretty little kitty daddy."

"I knew that you'd eventually come around."

I tossed her panties aside, moved in closer to her, beautiful untouched vagina. I placed her thighs on my shoulders and looked at her love juices covering her thighs, and I proceeded to lick them clean. Her eyes got big, as I did so.

I moved in closer to her beautiful untouched vagina, inhaling her wonderful musky scent. I placed her thighs on my shoulders and looked at her love juices covering her thighs and soaking her stockings. As I proceeded to lick her thighs and suck her juicesoutvof her stockings, her eyes got big, and she started to moan. I licked both thighs, groin creases, her outer lips, and finally, her outer lips, and she was very vocal during the process.

Once, I'd cleaned up all of her delicious salty and creamy juices, I reached up and parted her outer lips. The sight of the inner portions of my daughter's vagina was beautiful, and I could see her intact hymen inside of her opening. My first lick was from her tight little anus to her clitoris. As I said before, she tasted heavenly, and her response was even more vocal.

I kissed, licked, sucked, and tongue fucked her beautiful slit. I alternated working on her clit, vaginal opening, and her tight little butt hole. It wasn't long before she said that she was cumming (I honestly thought that she'd been on the edge for a while and me starting to pay attention to her vagina sent her over the edge). I eagerly lapped up her cum as she did. I continued what I was doing, and she soon had a second orgasm, more I intense than the first. She grabbed the back of my head and held my face against her pussy. Her reactions to her third, fourth, and fifth orgasms got more intense each time until, on her fifth, she was squeezing my head with her thighs. She'd been vocal the entire time, but during the fifth orgasm she screamed, "Daddy, please. Oh God, Daddy. PLLEEEAAAASSSSSEEEEEEE FUUCCCKKKK MMEEEE DDAAADDDDDYYYYYY!"

With her body still spasming in post orgasmic bliss, I removed her thighs from my shoulders and got up off of the floor. Turned to where the wine glasses were, picked them up, poured them both into one, set the empty one down, and turned back to Jessica, who was laying on her back breathing heavily with her eyes closed. "Jess," I said, "Please drink this."

"Drink what, Daddy?"

"This," I said, offering the full glass of wine.

She sat up and asked "Thanks daddy, but why," while taking the offering?

I picked up my favorite strawberry & vanilla edible lube from the nightstand and squirted a good measure in my hand and simply responded with, "It's time." She looked at me with a smile then at the glass, and her expression changed to one of confusion. "Baby girl, what's about to happen will hurt. It may be more bearable with that in your system. So drink it all down," I said while lubricating my rigid manhood with the lube.

She looked again at the glass and again at me with a smile on her face, drank the wine, and placed the glass on the nightstand with the lube. "Now baby, I want you to move over to the middle of the bed and spread your legs a bit?" As she moved, I got into the bed with her and positioned myself between her legs. I leaned over her, looked her in the eye, and said, "Jessica, I love you so much. You'll never know how much," and I leaned in and lovingly kissed her." She eagerly returned my kiss, wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled me down into an embrace.